by Snowcoveredmuse1Farmington, Maine, USA
Jul 2023 198 Views 3 comments
The Poet Dies
The coffee has cooled in the cup upon the counter
so silent it rest since you last set it down
so silent
so damned silent
I did not know that in closing the door you
had packed the life that once was my home
so empty
so damned empty
Words and expressions once flowed with ease
pen upon the paper reveals naught
are there words to express this vacuous life
the poet dies
the damned poet dies
so silent it rest since you last set it down
so silent
so damned silent
I did not know that in closing the door you
had packed the life that once was my home
so empty
so damned empty
Words and expressions once flowed with ease
pen upon the paper reveals naught
are there words to express this vacuous life
the poet dies
the damned poet dies
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Posted: Jul 2023
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